V2.Chapter 286

The lady let go of her hand, took a deep breath and said, "Of course you are your father's child, it's just that your father left in a hurry and felt guilty about that child, so he will always remember him, and you were by his side. When you grow up, your father will give you all that he can give you, he has no regrets, and naturally there is no too strong concern."

Nangong Li didn't seem to believe it: "Is that so? Why do I always feel that..."

The lady interrupted him: "Don't think nonsense, there are still lengths of ten fingers outstretched, the palms of the hands and the backs are full of flesh, but in the end the flesh of the palms is thicker, it's only your father's fault for favoring one over the other."

Nangong Li was silent.

The lady patted his hand: "It's so good, why did you suddenly start thinking?"

"I can't tell. I didn't do this earlier, suddenly..." Nangong Li shook her head, "Well, I shouldn't be so suspicious of my mother, please forgive me."

The lady smiled tenderly, stroked his cheek and said, "You are my son, how can I blame you? In front of the enemy, you and I should work together to get through the current difficulties."

Nangong Li said with guilt: "What my mother said is very true."

The lady said, "You don't have to doubt your background."

Nangong Li worried: "But father, he lives by Yan Jiuchao's side now, he will soon know who he is, when he..."

The lady smiled coldly: "What if he knows? Can we not want our mother and son if he knows? Yan Jiuchao is his son, and so are you. Even if he doesn't recognize me, he won't want his own flesh and blood."

I don't know if it was Nangong Li's delusion, but the mother's expression seemed a little wrong when she said this, but it was only for a moment, and the lady smiled slightly: "It's getting late, you go back early to rest and keep your spirits up, so that you can Take good care of those scumbags."

Nangong Li stood up and saluted, "My son retire."

The lady nodded.

Nangong Li turned and walked out of the house, everyone stepped over the threshold, and the lady behind him suddenly stopped him: "Li'er."

"What's wrong, mother?" Nangong Li turned around.

The lady's eyelashes trembled, and she said warmly, "It's nothing, on your sister's side, you can take care of me one or two more times. She is the most unacceptable person about your father's affairs. I'm worried that she is too young to understand. She came to the door to make trouble again, she is not the opponent of that group."

Is this what my mother was going to tell me?

Why does he think...

Nangong Li gathered her thoughts and nodded obediently: "I understand, I will keep an eye on her."

"Go." The lady said with a smile.

Nangong Li withdrew.

He went to his sister's yard.

The lady looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the night, showing a tired expression.

The lady has not dreamed for a long time, but this night, as soon as she fell asleep, she fell into a nightmare.

It is said that every day I think about my dreams at night. Originally, Nangongli asked about her life experience. The lady thought she would dream of that child, but what she dreamed was the first time the concubine woke up in Nanzhao. .

The young concubine, the jade tree is in the wind, handsome and threatening.

In her more than ten years of life, the lady has never seen a man more beautiful than him.

From the first time she saw him, the lady knew that she would never be without this man in her life.

She did everything possible to get him.

But the first sentence he woke up was to ask her coldly: "What exactly do you like about me?"

She said jokingly: "I saw your face, what's wrong? No way?"

It was just a joke. She never expected the concubine to take it seriously. He grabbed the hairpin by the pillow and stroked it mercilessly towards his flawless face!

If she said that what she saw was his heart, would he have to dig out his heart on the spot?

The lady shuddered and sat up from the bedside.

She gasped in shock.

The clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and the mattress was sticky.

She raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The female envoy on duty at night heard the movement and came over with the lamp: "Your Highness, are you awake? Are you alright?"

The lady's chest seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, she rubbed it uncomfortable, and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

"Yes." The envoy put the oil lamp on the table, poured a cup of hot tea, opened the curtain and handed it to the lady.

The lady reached out to pick it up, but her hand shook, the teacup fell on the foot, and the tea splashed onto the lady's clothes.

This is the queen's fault, but the female envoy did not dare to put the burden on her, so she threw herself on her knees and said, "Your Highness forgive me!"

"Where's the concubine?" The lady asked in a trembling voice.

The female envoy replied, "The concubine is in Ziwei Pavilion."

The lady was stunned.

Yes, the concubine moved to Ziwei Pavilion and lived beside Yan Jiuchao.

He was taken away.

Jealousy floods like a tide.

The lady's hand on the mattress tightened little by little.

In Ziwei Pavilion, the concubine had just had dinner with Yan Jiuchao, Yu Wan, and the three little black eggs. Because the concubine woke up late, the dinner was set too late.

This is the concubine... Now it's time to call King Yan.

This was the first time that King Yan had dined with several juniors. The three little guys ate deliciously. They were neither picky eaters nor lost their temper. They would eat whatever Yu Wan put into their bowls.

When I encounter something I don't like to eat, I will inadvertently frown, but I still eat it without any leftovers.

Although King Yan didn't remember the past, but looking at them, he seemed to know what Yan Jiuchao looked like when he was a child.

Xiaobao is most like Yan Jiuchao, regardless of appearance or temperament, of course these Yan kings do not know, it was Yu Wan who guessed that Yan Jiuchao was Xiaobao when he was a child through Uncle Wan's description.

Special ability.

Also likes to play coquettish.

Kind of stupid again.

Bi Li can't compare to Da Bao, Bi Ruanmeng can't compare to Er Bao, and Bi Nie Ren is of course the most powerful.

No, after eating, Dabao and Erbao asked Fuling to take them to take a bath, but Xiaobao hung on Yu Wan's body and refused to come down.

"Xiaobao has a headache, Xiaobao is not well, cough, cough!"

He was coquettish, and coughed fakely.

Yu Wan looked at him and snorted: "It's not good yet, then you have to drink medicine."

"..." Little Treasure came down obediently.

Yu Wan smiled and went to collect the table. When she entered the mansion, she only brought a cook and two maids with her. Yu Wan would also help when she was too busy.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Xiaobao drooped his head down in a daze.

"Come to Grandpa." King Yan waved at Xiaobao.

Little Treasure doesn't recognize birth, not to mention that he met once when he ran away from home earlier, and they are considered friends in adversity.

Xiaobao walked over, looking at the mask on his face and said, "Why are you wearing this?"

He and Erbao have only spoken for a month, but they can already speak long sentences.

"Why didn't Xiaobao?" Xiaobao pointed to his face and said.

"Do you want it?" King Yan asked.

Xiaobao nodded.

King Yan raised his hand to take off the mask on his face, but a memory suddenly flashed in his mind: it was a young Nangong Li who asked the same question and wanted his mask. It scared the young Nangong Li to tears.

Young Nangong Li cried so much that she didn't want to be near him.

Now, he can face this sudden memory with magnanimity, but back then, when he was so feared and disliked by his own son, he felt a little uncomfortable.

King Yan didn't want to scare Xiaobao, and he didn't want to feel uncomfortable again. He put his hand down and said to Xiaobao, "If Xiaobao likes it, grandpa will buy one for you tomorrow morning."

Xiaobao shook his head: "I want this from you."

King Yan sighed: "But grandpa is very ugly. Taking off the mask will scare Xiaobao."

Xiaobao's eyes widened, with a "how is it possible" expression?

King Yan was old, and he only showed a pair of eyes and a smooth chin, which could also be called the color of a city.

Xiaobao doesn't know what a beautiful city is, but he also knows that this person is good-looking.

"Xiao Bao is the most courageous!" Xiao Bao patted his little chest and said.

This is the case with children, the more you don't show him, the more he wants to see.

Xiaobao stared curiously at King Yan's mask, looking left and right, hoping to see a hole.

King Yan hesitated for a while, but took off the mask anyway.

Xiaobao saw the scar across his left face, and Xiaobao's eyes widened.

A trace of panic flashed in King Yan's heart.

Should not be picked.

Still scaring the kids.

Just when King Yan was scrambling to put the mask back on, Xiaobao suddenly stretched out his little hand and touched the scar on his face: "Is it painful?"

The little hands are soft, and the palms are a little cold just after washing them.

But King Yan felt that his heart was hot.

There was no fear or disgust in Xiaobao's clear eyes.

Xiaobao brought a small stool, stepped on the stool, stood on tiptoe, faced his face, and whispered softly: "Huhu, the pain is gone."